Homer: (grabbing Principal Skinner by his collar) What do you mean you lost him? He might have fallen into one of these machines! (notices Bart's lucky red hat on top of one of the boxes) Oh my God, that's his lucky red hat! HE'S A BOX! (drops down to his knees) MY BOY IS A BOX! DAMN YOU, A BOX!!!

Bart: (pointing to his name on the TV) There's my name, right there. Bart Simpson.

Milhouse: Looks more like Brad Storch.

Martin: No! It says Betty. Betty Symington.

Nelson: (punching Bart in the stomach) That's for taking credit for other people's work! (Nelson, Milhouse and Martin leave the Simpson residence)

Bart: Awww...

Homer: It's okay, son. Who cares what a bunch of fourth graders think? You're doing what you want to do with your life. Nothing else matters.